Letter from the cow

Dear human, I’m the cow.
I really do not understand your language.
You say, you have supple smooth skin:
While i’ve durable tough hide.
You say, you eat different cuisines,
While I always eat dry fodder.
Why is that you call that curved iron piece
Nailed under my hooves as a ‘horse shoe’?
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And finally, i still remember you saying,
That, I hold millions of gods within me:
That, am a supreme symbol of purity and holiness.
Yet, you left me all alone here;
Here, in this scary dark slaughter house.